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devil-doll13 · 10 months

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My current ideas on the Percy Jackson AU

Inspired by @the-pinstriped-hood and @solmints-messyocdiary’s posts on the matter

Abigail - Daughter of Hecate

Wasn’t born in a graveyard in this AU. Instead, was left at the doorstep of one of her aunts. Her Warlock father, Lucien, was found dead in a cemetery however. It seemed like he was trying to perform some kind of ritual…

Experienced similar isolation from her family members, and one early sign of her Half-blood status was the fact she ended up speaking to dead spirits and ghosts. She also showed a knowledge for things she rather shouldn’t know, such as on poisonous herbs and plants.

Many of her relatives were killed by monsters trying to get to her, but by eleven years old the family ‘curse’ was finally lifted as she was brought to camp Half-Blood.

The powers she inherited from her mother are the standard umbrakinesis and necromancy. Abigail has also taught herself magic by studying and researching various tomes. She is strongest at night and weakest in the day.

Hecate is a tough parent who expects nothing but the best from her. The only reason she had her at all was to rear a powerful sorceress - her love is conditional. Abigail only earns a claiming when she has proved herself with her magic. She did this by slaying the Medusa. She still keeps her head as trophy, and sometimes to scare people bc she’s a fucking menace.

Wields a Stygian Iron sickle which disguises itself as a lipstick or mascara tube.

The only universe in which dogs don’t hate her little guts, since they’re a symbol of her mother.

Max - Son of Hermes

Either the result of an affair or a rebounding of sorts after his father died, now earlier than in canon. He has his father’s blue eyes and his mother’s curly yellow hair.

Max already canonically has ADHD so adding dyslexia to that only makes it even harder for him in regular school. This doesn’t stop him from writing or enjoying tabletop games though. Hermes is the god of many things, including writing and language.

Hermes seems to have a problem with claiming his kids, at least before the events of the fifth book. The cabin is going to be packed anyway, so Max has a whole bunch of adoptive half-brothers and half-sisters since he’s a friendly guy.

He gets along really well with Hephaestus cabin too, might even suspect he’s his kid because he’s also great with cars and mechanics. Basically he has an eclectic range of skills and interests due to Hermes’ Jack of all Trades nature.

Also very much a gotta go fast boi. Max is naturally athletic and outpaces his brothers (at home) in races every time.

Speaking of which, he does actually go home after every Summer to see them, though he isn’t spared from usual half-blood shenanigans…

Doesn’t like fighting much, but he has a Celestial Bronze sword which appears to mortals as a can of hairspray (I mean have you seen his curls!)

(Zach, Jude, Adam, Ciarán and The Librarian under the cut)

Zach - Son of Ares

Being that Zach’s mother, Isabel, was an elite member of a fairly militant organisation, it makes sense why Ares took an interest in her. His mom was killed by a monster when he was pretty young so he found his way to camp Half-Blood pretty quick and is an all year rounder.

It’s for this reason that he absolutely hates monsters, and Zach dedicates himself to slaying as many of them as possible.

Is naturally talented with just about any weapon he can get his hands on. Spears, swords, even archery though it is more of Apollo’s area. His feats in battle led to him being claimed by Ares pretty quickly, kind of a favourite child tbh.

He and Jude relate on a lot of things and have a pretty long history of friendship. They often accompany each other on quests whenever they can and make a great fighting team.

Very competitive in Capture the Flag though, and Chariot Races of course (though it’s very hard to beat Ciarán…)

Zach has many scars which he publicly treats as trophies due to the belligerent nature of his cabin, but really he doesn’t like them that much. He kind of puts on a show for his half-siblings, since weakness is targeted and all. They tend to idolise him as well, especially the younger ones.

He’s a collector of physical spoils of monsters though. Proud owner of a minotaur horn, which hangs ominously over his bed.

This is allegedly how he lost his eye. It’s a false story, though. The truth of it involves a certain goddess named Hecate…

Wields a super-heated Celestial Bronze spear which disguises itself as a lighter to mortals.

Jude - Daughter of Apollo

The result of a fling that her mother, Mary Bell, had when she was fairly young. Jude only knew her stepfather as a dad, at least until a monster attack killed both of her parents and left her completely shellshocked. She was taken to camp by a Satyr and felt very lost the whole time.

It was perhaps for this reason that Jude has taken to fighting off monsters so well. She doesn’t like keeping any trophies though.

Off the battlefield, she has a talent for healing inherited from her father, and spends a lot of time treating other demigods’ wounds.

She is always strongest during the day when the sun is highest, and hates Winter because there isn’t much daylight for her.

Despite being the daughter of the god of archery, she is an absolute garbage shot. She couldn’t believe it when she was claimed because of this, she almost thought it was a mistake lol. Probably thinks her dad is embarrassing as fuck too.

Also enjoys gardening so she’s friends with a lot of Demeter’s children. Except for Adam, who she gets real weird vibes from… Also, due to a feud she had with Hecate on a quest once, she and Abby don’t speak to eachother anymore. It seems she can’t forgive her.

Her weapon is a dagger made of Celestial Bronze that appears to mortals as a gold cross necklace.

Because her father is also the god of prophecy, Jude’s half-blood nightmares are especially vivid and foreboding.

Adam/Bill - Son of Demeter

It may seem pretty strange that Demeter would even take an interest in Bill’s dad, seeing as he was an asshole, a gambler, and lived in the desert… But sometimes weird things happen. Like Bill and Charlie.

As it was the arid desert, maybe Bill should’ve known something was up with him when he tracked grass and flowers everywhere. He loved to keep cacti, and had even more of a pronounced green thumb than his brother.

Being twins, obviously they were very close. Weird shit (like math teachers trying to kill them) always happened, but they didn’t think much of it until they were recovered by their Satyr. Actually, they were both pretty happy to get away from their shitty dad.

Of course, all good things come to an end. During a quest, Charlie died in a fight with a monster. Charlie, who was always the better warrior, the extroverted twin, the ace. Bill had to finish the Nemean Lion off himself.

Half-blood casualties happen all the time, but he was so well liked there were many mourners when burning his shroud.

The pelt also did come into his possession afterwards, but he didn’t want it, so it’s been left to rot away in the oracle’s attic.

After his brother’s death, Bill was never really the same. His other half-siblings tried to comfort him, but were discouraged by his change in personality. He started to experiment with plants in ways that most find a little sickening.

Like Max, he doesn’t like fighting. He isn’t great at it either, so he only really owns a greatshield that appears as a guitar case.

Ciarán - Son of Hades

Hades once fell for an Undertaker in Ireland, and the result of this union was Ciarán. That’s about the most you’ll get out of him though.

He doesn’t speak much, let alone about himself.

Ciarán is a very mysterious guy. He’s one of the oldest in camp, though he didn’t arrive until he was well in his late teens it seems. Nobody knows how old he is except possibly Chiron/the Camp Director. He also constantly wears a mask. No other half-blood has ever seen his face.

The visible appearance he does have is also a bit odd. He looks young, but has white hair, and he’s so pale and sickly that his skin is almost grey.

Maybe it’s this, or maybe it’s the fact he’s apparently the son of a god typically ostracised from the rest of the Olympians, but most people avoid him and think he’s intimidating or creepy. Even his own half-siblings aren’t immune tbh.

There are rumours that he’s not a half-blood at all, but actually a minor god of some kind… There’s no concrete proof to this though.

Often hangs around the Demeter cabin, (much to their dismay) and some of them could swear they’ve seen him admiring their flowerpots.

Carries a sword made of Stygian Iron that disguises itself as a horse-head whistle.

Max and Ciarán are often neck-and-neck in Chariot Riding activities. Neither of them are a bad sport about it though, it’s pretty easygoing.

Besties with a black Pegasus named Gormlaith.

The Librarian - Son of Athena

I know you don’t know this guy but bear with me

Being Athena’s brainchild, he was probably going to end up as a smart aleck. His rich father’s influence, however, led him to being even more of a pretentious know-it-all whose only downfall was the usual ADHD and Dyslexia, something that wasn’t understood during the time he was born (almost a century before modern times)

Even if his father survived, it didn’t matter. He had to be sent to camp half-blood for his own safety, and he was eager to learn more, but…

Just like Nico and Bianca, he spent time in the Lotus Hotel and Casino completely by accident. His Satyr had told him to wait around the area and his curiosity led to him wandering in. By the time another demigod’s quest brought them to him, decades had passed in the outside world.

So his arrival at the camp was difficult to say the least. He buried his sorrows in learning, as he always did. But misfortune followed him everywhere, even into the infamous labyrinth.

As for what happened to him, it’s difficult to say. That place isn’t exactly known for letting people out alive, though…

#these were so fun to write #I kinda got carried away #percy Jackson #Percy Jackson au #Abigail #Max #Zach #Jude #Adam #Ciarán #The Librarian #my writing

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bakerstreethound · 1 year

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For the title ask game 😌 - Dancing Until Dawn or Collision

@roguelov thanks for sending these in, not sure if they make any ounce of sense but my brain just went ahead and exploded in a frenzy haha.

Dancing Until Dawn: I'm imagining this could work with Morpheus and Victorian Sherlock Holmes.

Morpheus: You would be there with him in The Dreaming where you somehow dreamt of a ballroom of some sort and Morpheus shifts and is in a fancy outfit and conjures you a fancy one soon and he asks you to dance and that's how you end up twirling in each others arms until the dawn breaks because its the only reprieve you get in your exhausting life and Morpheus practically cradles you to his chest murmuring reassurances.

Victorian Sherlock: something similar would happen perhaps except it is along the lines of you helping him hunt down a killer who has been terrorizing London Society for a couple of months. You have to act as some sort of decoy perhaps and Mrs. Hudson goes shopping for an outfit for you, whether it be a suit, or a dress and Sherlock can't keep his eyes off of you and feels possessive. Yet, there's a catch with attending the ball, for in the invitation, sherlock only has until dawn to catch the murderer before they strike again.

Collision: I am getting a feeling this has potential for The Corinthian

Doomed love/attraction, you could have the potential to be either an angel or a fallen angel destined to carry out a sentence on earth. Or you could be one of Morpheus' creations and you already knew Corinthian before your untimely demise. Anyways regardless, when you saw The Corinthian walking around in the park with Jed and Rose, you couldn't help but admire the easy and confident way he sat on the park bench conversing with them and eating ice cream. something in you knows he smells of danger and you shouldn't fall for his schemes, but you didn't know you were probably created to be the undoing of the Corinthian as Morpheus in some cruel manner had created you to be each other's kryptonite, two sides of the same coin and i'm thinking if you kiss him, yeah it'll cause the ground to open and the earth to rattle.

#roguelov #fic title game #ask game #writer asks #beloved mutual #I kinda got carried away #morpheus x reader #victorian sherlock holmes x reader #the corinthian x reader #mail 💌#answered #my alleyway

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crying-pan420 · 1 year

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So I wrote The doll Elizabeth in pain and here it is (a little bit of lore for her at the end >:))

Elizabeth glanced at the filthy streets, looking for something, anything to tell her where she was. Her dizzy,darting eyes fixed on a shady figure sulking around the streets and her previous intentions were lost behind her insatiable curiosity. She snuck behind the being following intently behind them and to her luck no one seemed to pay attention to her. The figure entered into an abandoned warehouse and she followed quickly behind and soon there were 2, then 3, then 5, then 10. She hid behind some broken crates, intent on whatever was to be shared here tonight but as she waited, she felt the spinning of her head return and the old confusion return as she lost balance.

A loud crash startled the figures as they approached her, now in hindsight following this man seemed a foolish idea but that didn’t matter now. All that mattered was that the figures were planning something, if only the pounding of her head could cease a moment to allow her to understand the whispers but that was never going to happen.

A rough hand harshly seized her throat and yanked her towards them, they stared intently at Elizabeth and spoke. Yet she couldn’t hear a single word, all she could hear was the shrill ring in her ear. With her lack of response she was tossed down onto the ground, her head once again hitting the solid floor. The man asked again, this time a foot pressed down on her fingers. He asked again and again and again each time beating her more until he gave up the questions and began something much worse. All 10 figures began to kick and punch and maul her. The first sound that broke though the emptiness was a loud snap in her chest which was soon followed by pain and she screamed. This didn’t stop them, they continued until she couldn’t have survived, one even grabbed a knife and plunged it into her stomach. Then he began to twist it through her insides painstakingly slow. She screamed until her throat was hoarse, clawed and the ground until her fingers became dull but nothing could free her from this hell.

Eventually they left her, when the puddle of blood had fully stained her hair, her clothes, when her screaming finally stopped, when she stopped.

Elizabeth started crawling when she thought they were gone. She eventually managed to pull herself up and stumbled into a dirt ridden alley. One hand clutched the wall, the other her stomach as it stained a similar colour to her hair. The streets seemed deserted, as though nobody knew and nobody cared. Her body violently shook, as her breathing went from short and raspy to uncontrollable, she tried to make a noise, any sound she could but to no avail. She sank to the hard floor wrapping herself up in her beaten arms.

Everything hurt, she couldn’t move, she couldn’t breathe. Hot pain ran through her veins seeking out and devouring every nerve they could. As the pain grew so did a warm liquid in her throat. She coughed and wretched out oceans of blood. Her blunt nails gripped and scratched the concrete as best she could.

Everything felt wrong, she could feel every muscle move in pain, her ribs shift and contort, her blood pour, her head spin, her vocal cords claw at her throat and she hated it, all of it. She wanted it to end, she wanted it to end and so it did. Her cloudy vision faded to black and the pain all of a sudden stopped but that wasn’t the end.

Elizabeth was in a new room, a room filled with dolls, she glanced around and one of the dolls snapped and crumbled before her very eyes, then the room was gone.

#ride the cyclone #rtc #elizabeth dolly #eliza dolly rtc #jane doe’s doll rtc #janes doll rtc #the doll of jane doe #Elizabeth lore #Eliza lore #i kinda got carried away

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awlumii · 2 years

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Said very nicely,

TELL ME ABOUT YOUR OCS

-🎻 anon

i apologize in advance for the sheer amount of talking i'm finna do 🧍🏽

SOOOO...

for context: in the world that i started building in high school (which has not been named to this day), i created an empire whose given theme was the sun. the avrigian empire is heavily religious and led by an emperor, and there are five holy families (based on the seven holy virtues, though i condensed it to five for the sake of my brain).

the imperial family is heavily reliant on the stars, meaning that their titles have much to do with the stars. the emperor (or empress) would be polaris, the northern star (or polaria for Gender Reasons); reason being that the northern star guides people on their journeys, and the emperor is meant to guide the people, y'know?

the imperial children receive the names of stars. every generation is named after a constellation, and the children receive names based on the stars that make up said constellation.

OKAY so with that out of the way, lemme introduce my Children

the present generation is based on orion. there's two children: rigel and saipha sulien.

rigel is the firstborn, and the brightest star in orion. he also goes by "cielo" since rigel is like a sacred name of sorts. he's a stage 3 mana manifestor, meaning he can control the elements — he's got pyrokinesis and very bright features and AAAAAAAAAAA okay?

the emperor of the avrigian empire also acts as the commander of the entire imperial army. they're meant to go to war if need be, so they are formally trained in combat.

rigel is... not emotionally built for that. he's a big guy — about 6'4 and muscular (just short of being built like a himbo) — but he's so soft. the softest. he hates sitting in on trials with his father because the punishments are always swift and intense, he hates training and going out to battle with the soldiers because he has to see his men or the enemy injured... he just can't stomach negativity. he can't bring himself to hurt anyone or anything. he's not a doormat, but he's lenient and kind.

that brings me to saipha, whose other name is "helia". saipha is a stage 2 mana manifestor, meaning that her abilities are very mind-oriented. she's an empath, capable of physically feeling the emotions of others, she can see the auras of other people, and she can somewhat detect lies when they're told. it's all overwhelming for her though, and she's prone to sensory overload. she wears a veil over her face most of the time to shield her from such overwhelming amounts of information. she's often brought to trials and meetings because her intuition is strong and reliable (not heavily reliable, but it's a good starting point for most things — i'd give her an 80% accuracy rate.)

anyway, the heads of the five holy families and the sages all believe that saipha should be heir apparent, not rigel.

saipha was deemed unfit to be empress because of her sensory overload — it puts her completely out of commission, sometimes for days on end. but the sages and families (and even the sitting emperor himself) all believe that an objective ruler who is ill from time to time is far better than a ruler with a soft heart. if rigel was going to be weak, then they'll make saipha the ruler instead.

rigel absolutely hates it. people respect him because of the authority that his figure seems to demand, but those within the courts and upper ranks know that he's a weakling at heart. saipha also doesn't like hearing people talk shit about her brother, so she steps forward in his place to take the attention off of him. she's emotionally callous thanks to her status as an empath, but she will always have room in her heart to comfort and defend her big brother.

aaand then i stopped talking because this was long i'm sorry

#[ 📭 — incoming! ]#🎻 anon #[ 💭 — thinking! ]#i am so sorry #i kinda got carried away #i haven't thought about these two in so long

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i-eat-deodorant · 4 months

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He wants so viciously to tell them he hates them. Whatever they're doing to him-- this pounding in his ribcage, this roiling pit tearing itself open in his stomach with an intensity so uncomfortably close to shame-- it has to be hate. Divine hate. Righteous, fixated hate. Overwhelming, terrifying, yearning hate.

He leans in.

fanart for that one scene in chapter 6 of Feel No Evil by @payasita . i'm completely obsessed with how it's written and have read it over like 10+ times.

#cult of the lamb #narilamb #finished in one day. somehow.#this was supposed to be a quick doodle #but like many things i uh #kind of got carried away #SWEAR IT'S NOT SUGGESTIVE EVEN THO IT KINDA LOOKS LIKE IT #my shit

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kaiminluu · 1 year

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(semi) realism snow ball miwi for the heart and soul

#was SUPPOSED to be just a warmup but i got carried away by the winds of s2 finale tension #also making this kinda made me emotional because #it's them #i just #RRRRRR what're we gonna do #byler #miwi #byler fanart #miwi art #stranger things #stranger things 2 #will byers #mike wheeler #my art

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automatonknight · 9 months

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id: a digital drawing of red pyro and miss pauling from team fortress 2. they're both fully visible. pyro is more to the left, they look as if they're taking a step forward. one of their hands is on the handle of their thermal thruster, which is a sort of jet pack, while the other is on pauling's shoulder. miss pauling herself is sat sideways in pyro's lap, holding onto them as well. they're looking at eachother and smiling. the background shows a blue sky with a few heart-shaped clouds floating around. end id

#art #fanart #team fortress 2 #tf2 #pyro tf2 #miss pauling #pyropauling #missfire #cesium #<seen those shipnames around so :3 #i wanted toooo draw something kinda more freely because i haven't rlly drawn in like 3 days and i got carried away a little 👍

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teeo-sherry · 16 days

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“Don’t knock it ‘til you try it Markus”

#wip #terra grayson #markus murphy #invincible comic #invincible spoilers #invincible #invincible fanart #they’re calling truce for a meal break #I got carried away with the alien food errr #kinda silly 😭#i really wanted to see more interactions between them #my art

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vmp3ater · 1 month

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Furina is love- Furina is lifeee

what if…after the fontain quest- since furina’s “transformed” into a human and isn’t a puppet/doll anymore, reader fulfills their dream to fuck and fill her SILLYYYY 😋😋

go wild bae- just want sum more sub furina crumbs 🥴🙏🙏🙏

furina x gn! reader

warnings. dom! reader, sub! furina, fingering, dumbification, 4.2 aq spoilers, reader is implied to have a cock/strap. written by a minor.

notes. holy shit anon the ideas i got for that prompt…

if you said that you never dreamt about the former hydro archon whining and squirming under you, then you’d be lying. but she, as your partner, doesn’t mind the things you’re doing to her. she enjoys it.

you have furina lying on her back, thighs trembling like a leaf as you move your index and middle fingers in and out of her cunt. you feel your cheeks heat up when you feel her cunt flutter around you, squirming and arching her back off of the mattress as her short white hair sprawls all over the pillow. she truly deserved this—especially after what happened back in court.

“such a pretty girl you are, hm?” you whispered down to her, running your free hand along her waist as she grinds back down onto you. furina only lets whimpers dribble out of her slightly parted lips at your words, and you didn’t make things any better when your fingers sped up inside her, grazing her sweet spot and making her moans louder

“aww, did i fuck you dumb already?” you mused, but furina didn’t answer you. if the way she was grinding down against your hand and moaning out your name with every drag of your fingers, it was that you had done so. a smirk paints across your face as your dirty words fill her ears. “don’t get too tired yet, i’ve got something better to fuck you with.”

furina winces out at your words in pure excitement, and it’ll only make her adrenaline rush more, she squirms and chants out your name like a prayer as her orgasm approaches her, and you let your thumb graze her clit to stimulate her further, and it only made her sounds shift in pitch.

when she cums, her thighs tremble and she arches off of the bed as she releases all over you. you can't help that smirk that paints across your face at her current state; her knuckles turning white when she grips at the pillow, her head turned to the side as she trembles under you… it was all a sight to behold.

when you ride her out of her orgasm, her pretty, raspy pants are all you can hear, and you smirk above her. your low, teasing voice fills her ears as she gets snapped back into reality, curious about what you’ll do to her next.

“don’t get tired yet, princess. we have the whole night to ourselves.”

#vmp’s drabbles.#as u can tell i got kinda carried away…#genshin impact smut #genshin impact x reader #sub genshin impact #genshin smut #genshin x reader #sub genshin #furina #furina smut #furina x reader #sub furina #dom reader #gn reader

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mumblesplash · 1 year

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pov you’re the wither and you have about 30 seconds to live

(the marks under his eye just say ‘RIP’ in sga/enchantment table language if anyone was curious)

#my art #witchcraft smp #smajor95 #i just thought it was funny seeing as his whole deal is not letting people do that #the idea was actually that he was *about* to summon the wither which is why the sword’s in his off hand you know what nobody cares topsy #the witchcraft smp kinda got me tho ngl i literally have like 4 things i want to draw from this episode alone #i keep saying this but i really need to start just posting stuff and not letting myself finish it bc i want to draw so many #and frankly almost none of it needs to be polished but i keep getting carried away and not having time for other drawings >:[#i even do this fully aware that people in general like sketches *more* than finished stuff! my brain doesn’t care!#anyway enough about me how about those block game witches

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puppyeared · 3 months

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is this your card? ♦️♣️♥️♠️ it isnt but you dont wanna hurt his feelings

#this was supposed to be a warmup but i got carried away.... i havent drawn in so long that its been hard to focus orz #im testing a new brush for fun. again.. i think i can use this for clean lineart..?? im surprised i went as long as i did with the #narinder brush honestly... but i wanna try something new so here we are again #if i could get my shit together id love to draw a model of his van because i have smth really cool in mind..i was looking at pictures #of old wooden caravans like the horse drawn ones and i wonder if i could combine that with the shape of an RV #i like the ones with a door at the rear bc it kinda lookslike a train caboose.. maybe he'd get someone to weld him a custom ride!!#idk how intricate and detailed i can design it without making it a pain in the ass to draw every time BUT i have a general idea #it would probably have a door on the side but idk if itd flip down to make a stage or upwards to make a roof?? and then theres a #curtain behind it where he would come out and do his show methinks.. ive been looking at pictures of camping vans on pinterest for ideas #i dont think he LIVES in the van since i mentioned his home is an old run down theatre when he isnt on the road. i wanna draw that too #but the RV should have enough for long travels like a bed and cabinets..? maybe a net hanging on the ceiling where all his props go #id like to think of ideas for a hometown.. toronto has a huge entertainment district so it would make sense for him to live there #although id also love to base parts of it from vancouver since id love to go back and visit </3 #..would there be furth names for those places?? nyancouver... clawronto... whinnypeg (like a horse whinny)...#pawson creek.... purrlington... otterwa.. i love coming up with names lol #my art #myart #my oc #oc #sleight #laikas comet oc #fan character #fur #furry art

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redjademilktea · 2 months

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Okay one of the few times that whole "PhD student in history" thing is going to be relevant to anything I post here but last night's C3 episode has me feeling some sort of wayyyyy.

Specifically the part where they found those incredibly ancient elven ruins within the cave they were exploring. After barely escaping near-death, and Laudna fresh from deliberately channeling the darkness within her, they stumble across these ruins. Deep within a dark cave where they sought refuge from the harsh storms that plague the unforgiving Ruidian surface. Geodes full of sharp and jagged crystal jut out from the walls of cold, ancient rock. A river coming from some unknown source pouring into a rushing waterfall, leading away further into the depths. Matt did a phenomenal job painting the scene.

There, in those ruins - in that tomb, that crypt - they run across a hauntingly serene sight. Bones from the presumable inhabitants are crushed into the walls, unmoving. Frozen. Sharing the same space in a wonderful, striking, tragic, serendipitous juxtaposition is an enchanted garden. There, in the derelict remains of this once-vibrant space, the vestiges of that past life hold strong. A small bastion of life and healing amidst the monument of death and destruction.

It's within this space of dizzying contrast - air thick with the practically tangible weight of past tragedies - that Laudna finds a doll. A simple doll, devoid of features beyond the bare minimum that helps identify it. A toy, a companion? A relic of some child from so long ago. Laudna likes dolls. She decides - after asking permission - to keep it.

Now within her possession is a ghost. Not a literal ghost, mind you, considering those are in fact a very literal thing in the world Laudna lives in, but a ghost all the same. Through that doll, a child from untold centuries before is reaching, grasping at Laudna. This child, whose entire life, history, and experienced are lost to time - trapped in the past - has managed to pierce that temporal barrier and make themselves known to her.

In addition to this framing of a ghost, the doll can represent another type of haunting. That of a reencounter. Through this doll, this mundane object that often is filed away under the folder of insignificance, Laudna is confronted with the complicated web of violence, trauma, and grief that wraps around both her and the space around her. Laudna loves children. She has a childlike innocence that constantly bubbles at the surface. Yet beneath that is 30 years of unfathomable pain and loneliness.

Laudna, much like the ruins, is at times also frozen. Both physically in her unaging visage and mentally in the way she seems to revert in response to intense trauma.

So, within the confines of this long-forgotten space, the woman who just hours before channelled 30 years of darkness, anger, and hurt into a spell that served to strengthen her tormentor, picked up a doll. A doll that in so many ways symbolizes the innocence and joy that Laudna embodies, surrounded by tragedy.

It was such a beautifully haunting scene.

**If folks are interested, I am referencing the wonderful works of Avery Gordon in her book Ghostly Matters (1997) and Crystal Baik in her book Reencounters: On the Korean War and Diasporic Memory Critique (2019)**

#critical role #cr spoilers #Laudna #c3e85 #okay I kinda got carried away here #but those ruins just GRABBED me #i'm with imogen i live there now

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clottedscream · 11 months

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“it’s just a warmup sketch,” i say to myself. “i’m just gonna warm up on shading and coloring. i’m just warming up on anatomy.” my spine crackles from sitting in shrimp stance for 2 hours. “just to warm up.”

#dairydraws #epithet erased #molly blyndeff #prison of plastic #jelloapocalypse #epithet erased prison of plastic #eepop #digital painting #molly is really fun to practice drawing hair on but i do kinda feel like i’m fighting against the skin tone in her ref whenever i draw her #i don’t even necessarily feel like i favor warmer or more saturated tones in general but idk #something about the color in her ref doesn’t mesh right with my painting style #i should try painting her lit in cooler toned light that might help #i was drawing her crying and then changed my mind #but i forgot to erase the little snot bubble. so i guess molly has a runny nose #the reason i got so carried away is almost definitely because the cafe im in is playing such slow relaxing music #i usually listen to pretty upbeat stuff when i draw #and it motivates me to go fairly fast. but i was just kinda enjoying myself and going with the rhythm of the lowfi beatstrumentals #this is a great cafe. the masala chai here fucking shreds #it’s so cardamom heavy and baby do i love cardamom #you know a tea at a cafe is good if drinking the stuff leftover at the bottom gets a lil grit in ur mouth #molly deserves a warm cup of masala chai frankly

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sorryimananti-romantic · 4 months

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YUMI ( ノД`)…

MY BRAIN HAS STOPPED FUNCTIONING. THIS IS GOING TO BE MY 13TH REASON.

GIRLIE I SAW THIS YESTERDAY AND I FREAKED OUT FOR A HOT SECOND BC HELLO????? THAT'S MINGI????? (the resemblance is uncanny)

but like... mingi's actually the type to do that so 🤷‍♀️ and i'm having a few thoughts- (drabble ahead bc if this has to be your 13th reason let me make it a good one 🤪)

imagine you and mingi were planning to go to this party but he had some work to wrap up so you were going to meet up there instead of going together. now, you brought this red dress a few days ago and when you tried it on, mingi couldn't help but scan every inch of your body ever so slowly and then he went, "nuh uh. you're not wearing that to the party. this dress is for my eyes only."

however, you also know mingi doesn't always mean what he says. and mingi loves the little game of "i told you not to" "i did it anyway" that you both often play. so when he finds you at the party wearing that very dress hugging your curves perfectly and making your skin glow?? and with those mesh/net sleeves? the glare he sent you from the other end of the room? the smirk that creeped up on his lips as he shook his head in amusement?

you ignored the butterflies- no, the zoo in your stomach and got distracted by a group of friends who greeted you and complimented your dress. just as you were about to leave, you felt a strong familiar grip on your wrist and you knew you couldn't escape this, so you followed your boyfriend upstairs until you found a secluded corner, and-

suddenly, you were caged between mingi's arms, your hips resting against the railing and your breath catching in your throat as mingi looked down at you.

"i thought we talked about this," his deep voice rumbled as if inside your head. "as pretty as you look, this dress was supposed to be for my eyes only."

"i had nothing else to wear," you pouted and mingi scoffed, sliding his glasses up his nose with one finger, uncaging you and letting his eyes roam around your figure. "are you mad at me?"

he caught the teasing in that tone. he caught the intent laced behind those words. so he licked his lips, bringing his hand to your hips and trailing it ever so slowly up, up and up until they wrapped wround your throat like the necklace they were meant to be. and then he slid his thumb below your chin, tilting your head up as he squeezed the sides of your neck-

just like you liked. a breathy moan escaped your mouth and you felt warmth course through your body. mingi knew exactly the effect he had on you and he caressed your neck, bringing his lips to your jaw and planting a lingering kiss.

"when we get home," he whispered in your ears, voice raspy and almost shaking- you knew the effect you had on him very well too, "i'm going to fuck you in this dress so hard that you forget what your name is." he nibbled your earlobe and this time, you moaned because of his words alone. "and then i'm going to take it off and do it all over again."

#i got carried away lmaooo but #this pic haunts me so my drabble should haunt you #give and take kinda thing #mdni!!#💌#kaya <3 #ateez hard hours #ateez drabbles #ateez smut #mingi smut #mingi hard thoughts #mingi x reader #yumi.asks

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